I'll save it for you," and he started back.
"Please not," said the Angel.

"I've taken this man unawares, when he's in a rush.

I'm afraid if we sit down we'll take too much time and afterward he will blame me." She walked to the fountain, and a long row of people stared with all the varying degrees of insolence and curiosity that Freckles had felt they would.

He glanced at the Angel.

NOW would she see?
"On my soul!" he muttered under his breath.